The small truck stopped steadily at the gate of the yard, and a group of people came out one after another, carrying the glazed tiles in a tacit understanding.

The villagers stretched their necks to look, their eyes filled with envy.

Aunt Ye’s house is still an old house, but after the first glazed tile was laid, the whole feeling of the house changed.

The old and simple walls, matched with the brand new glazed tiles, look a bit strange, yet inexplicably harmonious.

Glazed tiles are not so easy to buy nowadays. There are currently no such tiles for sale in Qingshan Town. If you want to buy them, you can only go to larger cities.

Not to mention the sources and prices of glazed tiles, many people cannot afford the shipping costs and the cost of hiring someone to drive the car.

Ye Jin stood in the yard with her grandmother, and there seemed to be light in her grandmother's cloudy eyes.

Looking at these shining glazed tiles, she seemed to see hope.

Under Gu Yan's command, the entire roof was covered at a very fast speed.

As the glazed tiles were piled up one by one, the simple, dilapidated house gradually began to look like a home.

The envy in everyone's eyes gradually grew from a tiny bit at the beginning.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when all the glazed tiles were covered. Ye Jin went back to the kitchen to cook for everyone.

Because of the delay in building the house today, everyone didn’t eat the fried rice made by Ye Jin until nearly 3:30.

The egg fried rice contains lean meat, eggs, diced cucumber, corn kernels, diced carrots, peas, diced mushrooms, and ham. It is sprinkled with green chopped green onions when it is served. Just these colorful little particles are enough to make many people drool.

When the egg fried rice was served, many people's eyes widened. No one was in the mood to work today, so they hurriedly ate lunch at noon and then came to watch the fun.

Seeing that their family had not even had food to eat, we originally felt sorry for these workers, but now seeing the bowls of delicious fried rice, we became envious.

"Sister, your fried rice is so delicious!"

The little yellow-haired boy was not stingy with his praise, and Lao Liu was not to be outdone.

"After eating the egg fried rice my sister made, I felt full of strength. I finally didn't have to crawl back home. My legs were so weak, I really thought I would have to lie down for three days."

Then a bunch of lackeys started to flatter him, but they didn't forget to fill their own mouths.

Ye Jin held a small bowl and looked at everyone with a smile. All the fresh vegetables were grown in the black soil of the space and watered with rare spiritual spring water. A ladle of spring water was added to the rice before it was served. This pot of egg fried rice was not just simple egg fried rice, but also contained carefully selected ingredients that could restore physical strength.

These guys all have phoenix tongues and can taste good food with just one bite.

Although each of them sounds a bit exaggerated, it is still true.

Gu Yan looked at her with a smile among the crowd, looking at her slightly curved lips, sweet smile, and a shallow dimple on her right cheek.

This little girl is not only pretty, but the food she cooks is also to his liking. Seeing the nearby neighbors staring at her with covetous eyes, Gu Yan felt nervous.

He finished the last bite of fried rice, stood up and strode towards Ye Jin.

His tall and straight figure looked particularly majestic in front of a group of people sitting.

Ye Jin raised her head and saw his prominent Adam's apple and slightly blue chin.

Ye Jin felt oppressed. She squinted her eyes and looked at him in confusion. Gu Yan slowly squatted in front of her and looked at her with a smile.

"The egg fried rice is delicious. I want another bowl."

"It's in the pot. If you want to eat it, go get it yourself."

"But I'm so tired. My legs are sore from climbing up and down. I can't stand up after squatting. What should I do?"

To outsiders, it seemed that Gu Yan was just acting coquettishly towards her, but Ye Jin, who had never been in a relationship, didn't notice anything at all.

"Okay, if you're tired, just sit here and rest. I'll help you put it on."

Ye Jin took the bowl helplessly. Before Gu Yan could be happy, the little yellow-haired boy immediately handed over his bowl.

"Sister, I'm tired too. Can you help me fill the bowl?"

Ye Jin was about to reach out to take it, but Gu Yan gave him a vicious look.

"What are you doing? Why are you so tired? Hurry up and serve the food. Fill my bowl too. Don't just sit there all day."

"Yes, yes, Brother Yan, I'll go right away."

The little yellow-haired boy looked at Gu Yan's cold eyes and was so scared that his legs went weak. He ran over like a gust of wind, took the bowl from Ye Jin's hand, and then took out two bowls of rice at an extremely fast speed.

Lao Liu handed the bowl in his hand over, and as a result of the little yellow-haired boy's conditioned reflex, someone then handed me over. His mind was a mess, and he took them all without thinking.

Halfway through his walk, he turned back. Something was wrong. It was natural for him to serve food to Brother Yan, but why should he serve food to these brats who didn't work as well as him?

He stuffed the bowl back into their hands and glared at them fiercely: "You bunch of brats, don't forget who was your boss before? Now you're ordering me around. I think you don't want to be around anymore!"

The little yellow-haired boy slapped the two hip-hop generals on the head. The two of them dodged it very quickly and ran to the kitchen at a rapid speed holding their bowls.

When they came out, each of them was holding a big bowl of fried rice.

The people outside watching the excitement could no longer sit still. Someone shamelessly asked, "Do you have any fried rice left? Can you give the kids some to try?"

Once someone took the lead, hope shone in the eyes of others.

"I want to try it too. Can I trade it with you for eggs?"

There was a young man who seemed to want to eat fried rice, but his eyes were actually fixed on Ye Jin.

If I could marry such a beautiful girl, wouldn’t I be able to eat such delicious food every day?

"How do you make this egg fried rice? Why does it look so tempting and smell so delicious? Can you tell me the method?"

There was an aunt who had several children at home. She thought it was better to cook a big pot by herself than to eat a little from others. The key was to learn the method.

"I'm sorry everyone, we're out of egg fried rice. If you like it, I'll make it when I have time and deliver it door to door."

Everyone's appetite exceeded normal, and even though Ye Jin cooked a large pot, it was still eaten up.

Ye Jin said this not for herself, but because her grandmother would live here for a long time, she wanted to build good relationships with everyone so that everyone could take care of her when she went out to work.

Ye Jin's words were flawless. Everyone didn't get the answer they wanted, and they felt a little uncomfortable, but they were also inexplicably comforted.

After all, it is still possible to eat the fried rice she made. With such beautiful color, such rich ingredients, and such strong aroma, it must taste good, right?

The glazed tiles were laid, the fried rice was finished, and the cars drove away. There was nothing exciting to watch, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

But one person waited until everyone left and stayed behind: "Little sister, I want to ask you something."